One day, after Cheng Xue was full of milk and food, she sat under the tree in the yard with her father, lying on a recliner, and the family chatted.

"I heard that the Immortal Cultivation Realm shook recently, and the Wenqu Pavilion in Ziguangfang City was washed in blood overnight. Cheng Li shook his fan.

"The Immortal Cultivation Realm has indeed not been peaceful recently, and the water is very deep!" Fu Lan echoed.

Cheng Xue is sleeping a little dazed, as soon as he heard Wenqu Pavilion, the whole person suddenly became energetic, Wenqu Pavilion is a famous book for sale in the world of cultivating immortals, there are all kinds of books in it, there are many types, and it is deeply loved by book friends.

As soon as she heard that something had happened to Wenqu Pavilion, the little girl couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said, "How to be fat four, how to be fat four?"

Seeing her father and mother laughing and silent, she jumped up, with a fat body, "rolled" to Cheng Li, hugged her father's calf, and couldn't help but be coquettish: "Daddy, say it quickly!"

Seeing her stupid appearance, Cheng Li and Fu Lan looked at each other and smiled, Fu Lan seemed annoyed and said: "Why, isn't it your father who knows, I know this matter better than your father!"

This is all hinted at so obviously, Cheng Xue is a little cub with eyes, she grunted and "rolled" to her mother's side, stretched out two little fat hands, blinked her big eyes, and signaled to hug.

Seeing this, Fu Lan's heart instantly softened into a puddle of water, and she hurriedly hugged the big baby, Cheng Xue nested in her mother's arms, and threw out a string of good words like no money, coaxing Fu Lan to smile and be refreshed!

Seeing that the time was ripe, the little girl finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in her heart, and revealed her true face: "Mother, tell me what is going on in Wenqu Pavilion!"

Seeing the fat cub scratching his heart and lungs in front of him, Fu Lan couldn't help but explain with a smile: "The enemy came to the door and was wiped out overnight, in the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of thing is common!"

"What kind of enemy is it?" Hearing this, the little girl was not frightened, but she was strange in her heart, this Wenqu Pavilion is not a small workshop, but there are high-level overhauls in the pavilion, and it was destroyed overnight!

Fu Lan didn't sell it, and told the whole thing in one go: "This matter, it was also Wenquge's own death, when he requisitioned the scripts written by others, he ran this business in full swing, but the author of the script could only drink some soup!"

"Originally, according to the agreement at the beginning, the author of the script drank some soup and could still live, but the person who didn't know what was in charge of Wenqu Pavilion didn't know what was going on in his head, and he actually revised the agreement. ”

"There are a lot of excessive clauses in the new agreement, the author of those words is not a mortal who can be tortured, where can he bear it, in a fit of anger, he will unite and hire killers with a lot of money, as you can see, Wenqu Pavilion was washed in blood overnight, and it can be regarded as self-inflicted!"

"This Heavenly Dao Void, where is it so easy to drill, especially the Heavenly Dao of my Purple Light Realm, the rules are strict!"

Hearing the whole incident, Cheng Xue's eyes widened, and she quickly shook Fu Lan's arm and asked, "Do you have any books to read in the future?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not!"

The little girl was not satisfied with this ambiguous answer, and hurriedly continued: "Is there any!"

"It depends on the author of the book, if you want to write, of course you can write, but you can write a little aggrieved, now this is the industry, the people in charge have learned well, and the agreement is becoming more and more stringent. ”

"I'm not over yet, so what should I do!"

"Wait, one day, the sky is bright, and the Haiyan River is clear!"

"When will it be, when will "The Cub of the Immortal Cultivation World Never Admit Defeat" end?"

"I don't know, what can I do!" Fu Lan's evil taste was also full of sorrow.

“...... You learn from me!"

"yes, that's what to do!"

“...... Don't learn from me!"

......

The two mothers and daughters laughed and made a mess, Cheng Li leisurely shook a fan and tasted tea next to him, and the afternoon sun lazily swayed down, rendering this small courtyard particularly warm.